Friday, January 30, 2015

Title:
Keela

Series: Slater Brothers (#2.5)

Author: L.A. Casey

Releasing: February 1st

Keela Daley is stressed out with nightmares and memories from
her past, they are haunting her. She has no time to dwell on them as she is
moving out of her dog box sized apartment and into her first house with her
fiancé. Moving house is a dreaded task, and Keela would love nothing more than
for things to go quietly and smoothly, but when you’re engaged to a Slater
brother, nothing goes quietly or smoothly.
Nothing.

Alec Slater loves his woman. He also loves
playing games and surprising her. Picking moving day to do both, turns out to
be a failure of epic proportions. Alec wants to make it up to Keela for his
mistakes, but as the day goes on, and things go from bad to worse, he doesn’t
know if living with him is something she wants anymore.

What started out as a simple day of packing
and moving house turns into the day from Hell. Unwanted house guests. Business
propositions. Alcohol. Pregnancy tests. Panic attacks. Fighting. Arguing. Sex,
and everything else that is crazy and represents the name Slater. Keela has a
choice to make, and not one she will make lightly.

Alec's lip quirked before he shook his head and looked down to
the kitchen drawers. “Are you eating and then packing or packing then eating?”

Was that a serious question?

“Eatin' first... duh,” I replied.

Alec blew out an extra amount of air as he
smiled. “Sit down then, I'll make you something.”

I shook my head. “Thanks for the offer, but
I'm just goin' to have some yogurt and fruit.”

Alec raised an eyebrow. “Why?”

I deadpanned, “I've been talkin' the past
week about dietin'.”

Did he listen to anything I say?

Alec glanced down at my body then back up
to my head. “It's working, you look great.”

He was so full of it.

“Oh, bite me!” I grunted. “I haven't lost
any weight yet, you lick arse. Stop lookin' to get some extra points with your
silly compliments.”

Alec grinned. “I'm not fishin' for points,
I was just pointing out that you look great. Even if you lose a little bit of
weight you will still look great. What does that tell you?” he asked.

I shrugged my shoulders. “That you're a
chubby chaser?”

Alec laughed. “No, smartass. It means you
look great as is. Nothing you do can improve how beautiful you are, Kitten.
You're naturally stunning.”

I stared at Alec and snorted.

“I'm not having sex with you today.”

“You say that everyday and guess what? We
still have sex everyday... twice yesterday if I recall, three times if you
include last night.”

“I get it,” I growled. “I have a weakness
for your cock. No need to rub it in me face.”

“There is always a need to rub my cock in
your face.”

L.A. Casey was born, raised and currently resides in Dublin,
Ireland. She is a twenty-three year old stay at home mother to a two year old
German Shepherd named Storm and of course, her five year old – going on thirty
– beautiful little hellion/angel depending on the hour of the day. She is the
author of the Amazon Bestselling book series, Slater Brothers.

Traumatized by her past, former police
officer Jane Dillon gets a new start in Los Angeles as a bodyguard. If she
weren’t so good at saving people, she might seek a new career. At least when
she moonlights as a dance teacher, no one shoots at her. One
impossible-to-please macho boss, one hunk of manly hot action hero, and one
oversized Southern family set her on a course she never saw coming.

Former Navy SEAL, Danny Baker, has a lot to
deal with between his dad’s health, his sister’s public breakup, and figuring
out how to get rid of a female employee without getting a sexual discrimination
suit filed against him. He’s always believed it to be his duty to protect women
and children, but seeing the beautiful and lethal Jane in action turns his
worldview upside down. He’d almost rather go back to the jungle, except the
dance floors of L.A. and the woods of Georgia are providing plenty of excitement.

If they can overcome their differences,
Danny's family, and Jane's past, they might find that they make the perfect
team.

Excerpt:

“What about you?” Danny asked. “Who taught
you to dance?”

“My grandfather, sort of,” Jane said. “He
put me in karate and dancing when I started kindergarten. He didn’t know what
to do with a little girl. I guess he tried to find balance for me.”

“Thanks to him, you can kick my ass and
dance circles around me,” he said over his shoulder as he did a merengue step
in place, while she literally danced around him. “I’ll have to thank him if I
ever meet him.”

Before she returned to face him, she flared
her fingers as she ran her hand across his back, feeling the taught muscles
there. She tore her gaze from the fluid movement of his hips to see his eyes
twinkling with laughter.

What had he been saying? Oh yeah,
Grandfather.

Jane didn’t have the heart to tell him her
grandfather had passed. Because it reminded her of how alone she was in the
world, she didn’t like to think about it.

Meda White writes sweet, sultry, and
southern contemporary romance. She resides in the Southeastern United States
with her husband and a very spoiled furbaby. When not writing, you might find
her making music, shooting zombie targets, teaching yoga, or explaining the
meaning of her unusual first name.

Title: Dreamweavers

Anima thrives in a parallel world where she harvests human
dreams, but she has a secret. She longs for something more. She wants to be a
part of it all and not just a visitor in another body.

Something within her is changing, something
she can't explain.....no longer is she comfortable in her own skin.

When she suddenly discovers a way to have
it all she soon finds out that nothing is as it seems. Everything she's ever
known is changing. One things for certain, she's in over her head.

Thrust into a reality where she's killing
people, fighting for her very existence and meeting the angel of death. She
soon finds out her entire existence has been a lie and she is the only one who
can change it.

They call her the savior, but she's just
Anima, how can she save everyone when she is unsure if she can save herself?

After creating a nice pleasant dream for
one of my assigned humans for the night about walking a big yellow dog down the
beach, whereas I was the dog, something peculiar happened. I was in the middle
of harvesting a decent amount of Lumus when I heard a voice in my head.

“What are you doing?” I was asked.

Startled, I looked around and found the man
in the dream looking at me curiously. I quickly assessed him and found his
conscious mind was still asleep. I was faced with an alert subconscious —
another new thing I had never encountered before — and one I didn’t know how to
deal with.

“Oh, hi, ahh… I’m working?” Is
this the next test?

We were in the middle of his brain
activity, which had a faint purple hue to it. I felt calm and rested inside it,
even though I’d been rushing all night, finishing our assignments. The energy
was gently flowing into me and my human, Michael Red, was watching the process
thoughtfully.

“Are you absorbing me?” he asked curiously.

Uh-oh. Was I? What was I supposed to say? I
didn’t really know what happened to humans when they woke up after my visits.
I’d always assumed our visits had been undetected, and humans had not been
affected by them at all. Since we’d never stayed around to see dawn, nobody had
ever seen a human wake up afterwards. Should I stop letting the
energy soak into me? But what if this was a test?

I must have taken my time answering because
Michael Red started speaking again. “I’ve read about beings like you,” he said,
changing the topic. Either he wasn’t bothered with being
absorbed or he was changing tactics.

I was beginning to think that perhaps I
should leave, but what he’d said tweaked my curiosity. He’s read about
us? “Oh, have you?”

He nodded in response. “You look exactly
how I imagined you would look.”

He’d just hit my most sensitive spot. But
how could he see me, the real me, that is?

I straightened up and regarded him more
carefully. There wasn’t really anything that striking with the man. He was tall
for a human and slender in build but not too thin. Humans would consider him
handsome, I supposed, with his intelligent-looking green eyes. He had a strong
nose and a nice smile, though his black hair made his complexion paler than it
was.

“How do I look exactly?” I countered back.

Again that nice smile appeared. “Ethereal.”

I blinked at him stupidly.
Ethereal. I’d never considered myself or anyone from the
Realm as ethereal. Was there something wrong with his sight?

C.C. hailed from the Philippines but now
lives in England with her husband and two young boys. She works as a full-time
nurse and absolutely enjoys it. When she’s not working she spends the rest of
her time running around the house with the boys and spending quality time with
her husband. In her spare time (whew!) she writes her books and dreams of
becoming a ‘proper author’.

She’s addicted to coffee and chocolates.
She loves reading books and waking up to the sound of birds early in the
morning.

M. M. Koenig was born
and raised in Minnesota. She now lives in the Twin Cities area with her loving
dog Marley. She is a graduate of the University of Minnesota with a Bachelors
of Science in Sociology.

M. M. Koenig enjoys
being active and has a variety of interests that coincide with her passion for
life. Always one to try new things, she has acquired a variety of skills. Her
sarcastic nature and multitude of experiences tend to find their way into her
novels.

When she has free
time and isn't writing, she spends as much time as she can with friends and
family. To fuel her soul, she is constantly looking for new music, movies, and
books to keep the writer's block at bay.

After the love of her life walks out the door, Abby Simmons is depressed, run down, and overwhelmed. Working long days as an attorney in a busy firm is sucking the life out of her and Abby feels she is at the end of her rope. Then, a co-worker recommends a new type of spa called Paradise. He promises their therapies will shake off her lethargy and help her to regain her sparkle. Skeptical, but very curious, Abby decides to visit the establishment. At first, what she hears sounds too good to be true, but soon Abby uncovers a whole new world of pleasure that quickly becomes her undoing.

Step behind the door to embark on a journey where surrendering to desire is only the beginning. Welcome to Paradise.

Excerpt

Before I could react, he had pried my legs apart and was working along my inner right thigh, moving slowly upward. By now, my reservations were gone and I surrendered to him. And when his fingers reached the junction between my legs, I gasped when his hands slipped under my butt and gripped my cheeks, squeezing them in his hands. He could see every intimate part of me, I was sure of it. Letting go of my butt, his hands came around to my folds. At that moment, when his finger slipped between my legs, I clapped my hand over my mouth, suppressing my scream.

His fingers moved along my folds, tracking my wetness up and down. I was so wet at this point that my insides heaved with desire as he stroked me. I wanted to cry out, ask him what he was doing, but I didn’t. I let him manipulate my folds, slowly, methodically bringing me to orgasm. My hips began rocking in time with his hands. God, those hands were making me feel things I never thought possible. I could feel my climax building, like a wave caught in the shallows it was gaining momentum, waiting to wash over me.

I was at his mercy now. I ached for release and was willing to do anything to achieve it. But when his finger inched back and forth over my vagina, teasing me with the promise of what was to come. I bit my lip, desperate for him to penetrate me. His fingers did not wait long to slip inside of me, and when I felt the pressure of him moving deeper, I arched my back and moaned. He was rubbing back and forth over that spot, the one so many men try to find but give up. Well, Mr. Hands knew exactly where my spot was, and as he slowly moved in and out of me, I knew I was going to come harder than I had ever come before.

Mary Ting resides in Southern California with her husband and two children. She enjoys oil painting and making jewelry. Writing her first novel, Crossroads Saga, happened by chance. It was a way to grieve the death of her beloved grandmother, and inspired by a dream she once had as a young girl. When she started reading new adult novels, she fell in love with the genre. It was the reason she had to write one-Something Great. Why the pen name, M Clarke? She tours with Magic Johnson Foundation to promote literacy and her children’s chapter book-No Bullies Allowed

Alexandrea Weis is an advanced practice registered nurse who was born and raised in New Orleans. Having been brought up in the motion picture industry, she learned to tell stories from a different perspective and began writing at the age of eight. Infusing the rich tapestry of her hometown into her award-winning novels, she believes that creating vivid characters makes a story moving and memorable. A permitted/certified wildlife rehabber with the Louisiana Wildlife and Fisheries, Weis rescues orphaned and injured wildlife. She lives with her husband and pets in New Orleans.

To read more about Alexandrea Weis or her books, you can go to the following sites:

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